"What are you talking about, is our fat man that kind of person? This dried corpse is not a duck, why should I take it back? I guess even if this thing is stewed in a pressure cooker, it will have to be stewed for three days and three nights before it rots, you think, can I want this kind of thing?. Luo Fatzi said indignantly.

"Vomit...... Dead fatty, you're too disgusting, do you still want to eat this dried corpse? Jiang Yan retched.

"Comrade Fatty, your taste is indeed different, if this dried corpse can be stewed in half a day, you plan to carry them home? Have you ever thought about braising or steaming? Wu Ze said with a smile.

"Braised and steamed are not good, this meat is old, too firewood, it's too toothy to get it like this, I estimate that it must be simmered slowly, and the seasoning must be focused on to cover the taste, peppercorns, star anise, fennel or something, one can not be less, so stew for nine hundred and eighty-one hours, this dried corpse stew can be served." The more Luo Fatzi said, the more outrageous it became, and he also read the recipe seriously.

"Fat brother, can you be more disgusting? Besides, believe it or not, I'll spit it on you? Liu Rumei stared at Luo Fatzi with her eyes and said.

"I'm guilty, I surrender, don't say it, don't say it." Luo Fatzi hurriedly raised his hands.

This time, Wu Ze saw the name of the name, he winked at Luo Fatty, and coaxed in his mouth: "Fatty, it's really not easy, I finally found someone who can cure you." ”

"Brother Ze, if you talk nonsense, I will sue you for slander!" Luo Fatzi pointed his finger at Wu Ze and shouted weakly.

"Okay, I'm not going to talk to you, Yan'er, do you have any opinion on these dried corpses hanging on the wall?" Wu Ze turned to Jiang Yan and asked.

Jiang Yan stared at these dried corpses that had been dried for thousands of years, and said slowly: "Look at this, it should be a kind of memorial ceremony, these corpses are made into dried corpses after death, and then hung on this wall, I counted, there are a total of forty-nine corpses here, well, seven seven forty-nine, this number is estimated to have a special meaning." ”

"Yan'er, what can the number forty-nine mean? Could it be that the location in this stone chamber is just enough to hang forty-nine dried corpses? After the startle, Liu Rumei began to ask curiously.

"The number seven is very common in this area of Lop Nur, and many times, it is not a coincidental number, it should represent some unknown hidden meaning." Jiang Yan began to talk eloquently, and began a new round of her explanations in an endless stream.

Indeed, as Jiang Yan said, in the entire Lop Nur, there are countless places associated with the number seven.

For example, the very famous Sun Cemetery, this cemetery is centered on the burial chamber, surrounded by many wooden piles of different sizes, these wooden piles from the inside to the outside, from thin to thick, a total of seven layers of concentric circles of wooden stakes, it looks like a radial sun, so it is called the Sun Cemetery.

And in the Xiaohe cemetery, which is not far from where Wu Ze and the others are now, this kind of place associated with seven has to go even more.

First of all, the paddle-shaped wooden stakes that stand above the Xiaohe cemetery are basically carved with seven short horizontal stripes.

Secondly, the corpses buried in the Xiaohe cemetery all wore a felt hat, and the brim of these felt hats was basically inserted with feather ornaments, and most of the feather ornaments inserted in the brim of these hats were engraved with seven-string circles.

Again, in the boat-shaped coffin buried in the Xiaohe cemetery, the unearthed wooden carved human faces are all horizontally wound with seven fine yarns.

There are also dried corpses unearthed in the tomb, some of them wear bracelets in their hands, and these bracelets are all wrapped around the right wrist of the dried corpse seven times.

In addition, there is a coffin with seven dead snakes, a wooden arrow carved with seven strings, a wooden comb with seven comb teeth, a cloak woven with seven red stripes, and a seven-tiered ox head stacked on top of the tomb.

From the above known discoveries, it can be seen that these tribes were very respectful of the number seven back then, but what is the specific meaning of the number seven is also a matter of opinion in the archaeological community, and there is no unified answer.

There is a very famous saying in Buddhism: Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, which is also related to the number seven.

So the forty-nine corpses in front of them were taken from the consideration of seventy-seven forty-nine? Jiang Yan thinks it is very likely.

Wu Ze also agrees with Jiang Yan's explanation, "According to my guess, this should be the underground altar of this ancient city, and these dried corpses hanging on the walls may mean that their souls have soared." ”

"This stone chamber should be the place where the locals sacrifice the important dead, and you can see these oxen heads on the ground, which are the sacrifices they usually use." Wu Ze kicked the many white bull heads on the ground and said.

"If this is a place of sacrifice, there should be a burial chamber in it, and that's where important people are buried." Jiang Yan asked.

Wu Ze nodded, "Indeed, if this is an underground altar to worship the important dead, then there must be a burial chamber for the important dead, everyone will look for it separately." ”

After Wu Ze said these words, the four of them searched for it in this wide stone room.

For a while, these four people were beating and beating in this stone room, so it was not lively.

It's just that when the four of them knocked on the surrounding stone walls, they couldn't find any secret doors or anything from these stone walls, this result couldn't help but make everyone feel a little frustrated, could it be that Wu Ze and Jiang Yan's speculation was wrong? It all seems a bit confusing now.

"Alas, I'm tired of the fat man, Brother Ze, Jiang Da Beauty, is what you speculated reliable? We've knocked around the world, but we haven't been able to find any clues, could it be that there are no important burial chambers for the deceased here? Luo Fatzi questioned.

After Luo Fatzi finished speaking, he flew up and planned to kick a bull head on the floor out, but he didn't think about it, after the bull head on the ground was kicked by him, it didn't fly out as he imagined, this huge bull head was kicked by Luo Fatzi and shook a little, but it was still intact and placed in place.

On the contrary, after his toes made intimate contact with the white bull's head, there was a sudden sharp pain, that is, his toes were like kicking on an iron plate just now, and the injury from the bull's head rebounded back made him suffer a lot.

"Whew......" Luo Fatzi squatted down in pain.

Nima's, as soon as people are unlucky, they are stuffed between their teeth when they drink cold water, where could Luo Fatzi think that this bull's head can't be kicked?